Fang Bai carefully checked the doors and windows of the bedroom again, and only went to bed after making sure that there was no problem—the girl in white made him feel a little nameless worry this afternoon. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Turn off the lights.

Turn on the lights.

Fang Bai got up, took out the whetstone that was going to be given to Lao Luo in the shopping bag, weighed the weight, then stuffed it under the pillow, pressed it with his hand, and finally fell asleep peacefully.

Half-asleep, Fang Bai suddenly heard someone talking, the voice was very soft but clear, "Get up." ”

"Who?" Fang Bai sat up, touched the bricks, and turned on the light.

A man in a white chef's suit was standing at the head of the bed and smiling at him, looking exactly like Fang Bai.

How can this scene have a vague familiar taste? Looking at the other "self", Fang Bai's inexplicability was far more than fear.

The chef beckoned to Fang Bai and said, "The time is just right, come with me." ”

"Where to go?" Although he asked, Fang Bai's body was dressed very honestly.

"Go find the ingredients." The chef walked unhurriedly ahead.

"What ingredients?" Fang Bai, who was following behind, found that no matter how fast he walked, the other party always kept a distance of just one position from him.

Following the cook to the street, Fang Bai was surprised to find all kinds of animals lying on the side of the road, the small ones were chickens, ducks, geese, and the big ones were pigs, sheep, and horses, all of which were sleeping quietly.

"Tell me which one you like." The chef looked back.

"Uh......" Fang Bai looked around, "Is that okay?" ”

Looking at Fang Bai's fingers, it was a sturdy and incomparable bull, which stood out from the crowd among many ingredients, and the pieces of plump tendon meat contained unimaginable power, and a pair of sharp horns pointed straight ahead, full of desire to attack.

"Good eye." The chef smiled and walked up to the bull and tapped his fingers at the horns.

The whole cow is cut along the texture instantly, and the various parts are slowly separated under the action of gravity, and the sections rub against each other to make a slight "clattering" sound.

This is the legendary Ku Ding Jie Niu, in Fang Bai's stunned, this bull turned into a pile of well-defined beef in a few breaths.

"That's the best part." The chef picked his fingers lightly, and a heart that was so huge that it far exceeded normal proportions slowly floated towards Fang Bai.

Looking at this heart, which was the size of a bedside table, Fang Bai instinctively wanted to refuse.

"If you don't eat, you'll die." The chef smiled.

Looking at the chef, Fang Bai couldn't even tell whether this sentence was a simple statement or a threat from Chi Guoguo, but his intuition told him that if he didn't do what the other party said, he would really die.

The touch of the huge heart was not warm and flexible as Fang Bai imagined, but cold and hard, almost like a steel ingot.

"Just bite." Looking at Fang Bai who was at a loss, the chef intimately provided dining guidance.

Fang Bai closed his eyes, opened his mouth and bit down on the heart hanging in front of him......

The left atrium was bitten open, the expected blood splattered and there was no fluid in the heart.

The texture of the heart muscle is like frozen hard ice cream, although it is difficult to bite into, it is very laborious, and it will slowly liquefy when you hold it in your mouth. The taste is a bit like sun-dried steamed buns, which feel tasteless at first, but the more you chew it, the more fragrant it comes out.

After a few big bites, Fang Bai found that the food did not enter the stomach, but was absorbed in the process of flowing through the esophagus.

It took nearly two hours to gnaw on this huge heart before it was completely wiped out, Fang Bai rubbed his sore cheeks while looking at the chef, praying in his heart that the other party would not produce any more moths.

Probably Fang Bai's prayer took effect, and the chef nodded in satisfaction, "Well, it's not wasted, it's a good performance, goodbye!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Fang Bai felt extremely sleepy, his eyelids were as heavy as mercury, his vision gradually blurred, and in the blink of an eye, he lost consciousness and became unconscious......

……

The sun was already on the buttocks, and Fang Bai was still sitting on the bed in a daze. Last night he was very concerned about the strange dream, and he recalled every detail over and over again, trying to understand the meaning of this strange dream.

Thinking that he would go to the police station today to give Sheng Qing and them a thank you gift, Fang Bai turned over and got out of bed, and the solid wood carved bed, which had always been sturdy and firm, suddenly made a slight creak.

Put on his shoes and go to the bathroom to wash, Fang Bai stopped halfway through, he felt that something was not right, but he couldn't say it.

Waving his hands, twisting his waist, and turning his neck, there was no problem, but the strange feeling always lingered.

Forget it, send the things over first, and wait for the rest to come back.

Fang Bai came to the police station with a backpack on his back, because all the policemen knew this young man from Xianyuzhai and knew that he had a good relationship with Xiao Li and Sheng Qing, so he came to Sheng Qing's office all the way unimpeded.

The office was unexpectedly lively, and the emotional Gu Shao was the center of attention, and at this time, he was righteously and indignantly denouncing a horrific crime.

After listening for a while, Fang Bai knew that there was a tragic dismemberment on the street not far from the police station last night, but this time the victim was not a person, but a car, to be exact, Gu Shao's favorite Lamborghini.

Usually at work, Gu rarely drives this Lamborghini, which is too high-profile.

But yesterday morning on a whim, he decided to pull the car out of the garage where it didn't see the light of day. Considering the social impact, he consciously did not park his car in the parking space of the police station, but parked in a paid parking space on the side of the street not far away.

After the shift this morning, Gu Shao was about to pick up the car and go home, but found that a group of people were pointing around his car.

Gu Shao had an ominous premonition in his heart, although his car often attracted everyone's attention, it was definitely not the case. Years of professional experience told Gu Shao that so many people watched either a story that the people like to see, such as catching a rape, or an accident that the people like to see, such as a car accident.

Don't be the latter, Gu Shao prayed silently while vigorously lining up the crowd of onlookers.

Because he has already gotten off work and Gu Shao wears civilian clothes, the people don't buy this guy who tries to cut in line. Gu Shao had no choice but to take out the car key and shouted: "It's my car inside, please let me go." ”

Finally squeezed into the inner circle, Gu Shao fixed his eyes and looked: I grass my engine!.

The first call was 110, followed by the insurance company.

Ten minutes later, two policemen who inspected the scene arrived, it was the policemen from the Songling Road Police Station, Gu Shao's colleague.

When the two saw Gu Shao, they were stunned at first, and then they saw a bunch of "cars" on the ground, and they understood.

Twenty minutes later, two on-site investigators from the insurance company arrived at the scene, looked at the pile of "cars" on the ground, and were stunned.

Just tossed until the afternoon, Gu Shao made the first interrogation record in his life in the police station where he worked.

"Who do you say I'm provoking someone!" Gu Shao said angrily, "When this bastard is caught, don't stop any of you, I will violently enforce the law and teach him to be a man!" ”

"That's right, Xiaobai." Gu Shao found out that Fang Bai was coming, so he asked him for recognition.

"Uh-huh, haha." Fang Bai suddenly remembered last night's strange dream: bull, heart, Lamborghini, engine...... A drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead, "It's time to teach a good lesson, ha, ha." ”